Beyond ability and control
We could be weekend lovers
Steal a sentence and make a catch phrase
parole for our revolution
Whispered all across the street
about the new cool call
Or screamed at your face like a scabs payroll
Faces like angels, licking our fingertips
We don't have the patience to deal with it
With battered bodies and puckered lips
We don't have the patience to deal with it
A naive young secret for the new romantics
We express ourselves in loud
and fashionable ways
Yeah, get down, get down, yeah
Can I get a witness ?
This I gotta see
Bring it in one more time for me
Bring it in one more time for me
We don't have the patience
We don't have the patience
We don't have the patience
We don't have the patience

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General Comment"What the fuck, child?
How can it be amazing if you don't even know what it's about, and you can't say it's about something amazing if you're not even sure."

Songs can be amazing without knowing what they're about. Otherwise people couldn't enjoy music in languages they don't speak.
And she said it's "probably" about something amazing. She didn't say it was.